The fire grew stronger and stronger, and black smoke had spread to every part of the laboratory.
Cries, screams, shouts, and the crackling sounds caused by violent burning, mixed together, like a hellish scroll.
After discovering that the door had been blocked, the panicked researchers became a mess.
Some picked up the fire extinguishers placed at the door of each room and sprayed fire extinguishing agents in the direction of the fire. But this was only a drop in the bucket and could not stop the fire from all directions.
Some are still putting experimental materials related to themselves in the laboratory into boxes, trying to preserve them as much as possible.
Some directly picked up something like an iron rod, broke the glass of the window with a flick of their hand, jumped out, and fled away from the laboratory.
But before the man could run for long, a gunshot rang out.
The man who jumped out of the window to get away from the laboratory only had time to let out a short scream, and no more sound was heard.
"Haha, you can't run away. The order from above is to kill you all here."
The man in black and sunglasses saw through the binoculars that the man ran outside in a panic and was shot to the ground by a sniper who had been arranged in advance.
"It's just that we have to throw these escaped corpses back and fake them as accidental fires... Tsk, it's really troublesome."
He complained and continued to monitor the situation in the laboratory below attentively.
In the laboratory, gunshots and screams were heard, and the level of panic once again reached a new level.
Some researchers who are more familiar with organizational styles also understood:
"Organization! This fire was set by the organization! They have placed snipers outside! Anyone who wants to escape will be shot!"
There was an uproar.
But it is quite reasonable. This kind of skill is undoubtedly something that the organization can do.
But why?
They have just brought fantastic drugs to the world not long ago, which is also the original intention of organizing this drug laboratory.
As a result, as soon as this epoch-making achievement was reported, the organization showed its fangs and wanted to burn them alive here!
"Of course it's because the medicine has been developed and we have no use for it anymore."
In the largest laboratory, only Mr. and Mrs. Miyano are left.
Miyano Hiroshi smiled bitterly and explained the reason why the organization took action against them.
Whether it is [Silver Bullet] or APTX-4869, they are very meaningful drugs for organizations. Now that these drugs have been researched, another laboratory can directly copy the drugs according to the process they developed.
They know too many secrets that they shouldn't know, such as mysterious blood, the existence of two drugs, relevant drug data and experimental records, etc.
After losing its use value, the organization cannot tolerate the survival of such a group of researchers who know too many secrets.
So there was today's fire.
Miyano Atsushi also did not expect that the organization would move so quickly, and he did not even have time to prepare a response method in advance.
He knew in his heart that he was in doom. Even if he escaped, with his rigorous organization, snipers would be arranged in advance to "entertain" them.
Dead end.
Today, the couple will die here.
His nose became sore, he shed tears of regret, and held his wife's hand tightly.
"Elena, I'm sorry... It's because of my dream that we are where we are today..."
If he could make a new choice, he would definitely not accept the Karasuma Group's invitation.
Their family will continue to live a peaceful life in the small town. Although they have to work very hard to support the family's expenses, their life is always free and happy.
"It's okay, Houji. I also supported your coming here, right?" Elena also had tears on her face and gently folded her hand with her husband's.
"I really should have listened to my sister at that time. But it's too late to say this now."
The two of them looked at each other longingly, speechless for a moment.
International students who traveled across the ocean to Japan, and researchers from pharmaceutical companies.
A wonderful fate brought the two together, started a family, and gave birth to two lovely daughters.
Just because of a wrong choice, the two of them walked into hell, and their daughter may live in the shadow of the organization forever in the future.
It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world.
At this moment when they were about to face death, everything they had experienced flashed through their minds.
"Housji, I really want to watch Akemi and Shiho grow up..." Elena couldn't help but threw herself into her husband's arms, her eyes dim with tears.
"Me too..." Miyano Atsushi's throat was hoarse.
As death approaches, what they worry about most are their two daughters.
One of them is only eight years old, and the other is only one year old and is about to lose his parents.
Miyano Hiroshi and Miyano Elena hugged each other tightly, and the huge grief was like a tide, drowning them.
Flames were spitting outside the room, and the high temperature, flames and thick smoke together created a distorted picture of red and black.
In the last moments of the Miyano couple's lives, all sounds seemed to have gone away from them, and only each other was left in the world.
"Bang!"
The violent crash woke the couple up.
They looked up at the door at the same time, and saw that the door of the laboratory was broken open, and a man holding an iron baseball bat broke in.
This man was wearing a firefighting gas mask and could not see his true appearance in the black smoke, but a familiar feeling arose in the Miyano couple's hearts at the same time.
He walked quickly towards the Miyano couple, made two soft noises, and threw two fire gas masks into the hands of the couple.
"No time to explain. Put on your gas mask and follow me!"
A dull male voice came from under the gas mask, and the man stamped his feet anxiously: "Move quickly!"
The couple, who were a little stunned at first, hurriedly put the gas masks on their heads. As soon as they fastened the last strap, a strong force came from their arms.
The man tied the baseball bat to his waist, reached out and grabbed the Miyano couple's arms from left to right, and walked straight towards the door.
The three of them walked out of the laboratory and went down the stairs to the basement.
Thick smoke was billowing and fire was scorching. After just such a short journey, the Miyano couple felt their skin was hot and slightly burned.
Fortunately, they had gas masks, and the harmful gases were unable to damage their respiratory systems.
The man pulled the two of them to the door of a room in the corner of the basement that had not been affected by the fire, pushed the door open and walked in.
The Miyano couple followed closely and closed the door of the room.
This is a room where rarely used equipment is stored. There is a thick layer of dust on the tabletop and cabinets.
The man turned around and took off his gas mask.
"Mr. Yuan?!"
Miyano Hiroshi and Miyano Elena exclaimed at the same time.
Mr. Yuan spent an unforgettable time with them two years ago and was introduced as a confidant by the couple!